The blues

Another day has come and gone and another night is upon me to sleep alone. Don't get me wrong, I've experienced separation before from someone I cared for, but I've never been apart from someone that I loved with my entire being. Now I know what it feels like and what the saying means when I hear "apart of me is missing". Rumor has it my other half will be coming home tomorrow...... I sure do hope so. When we're together, there's no possible way to describe what we have. There's only one word I can think of that can come close: BLISS. I only hope to crawl in my lonely bed tonight, snuggle into position with my pillow that smells just like him, dream of sleeping in his arms, and wake up to a day where I can touch him in person. I pray tonight will be my last one alone for a very long time. Hurry home!!!!!!